6.Traffic
Fools rushing out and in
Like a pool cue
through fingers split
And merge the traffic
Separate indulgence
from the addicts
Couldn't help themselves
Couldn't help myself
Couldn't make enough
to share with you
I Couldn't make enough
to share with you
Crawls out from
between my teeth
And infests our body
Kiss those
imperfections queen
But they don't rinse out
Gonna cut them out
Gonna cut myself
Gonna make enough
to share with you
I'm gonna make enough
to share with you
I'm gonna make enough
to share with you
I'm gonna make enough
to share with you
I'm gonna cut this out
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